by Angel (aisumitsukai at home.com)
Mwa hahahahahaha! the return of the r/r!!!!!!!!
right! i'm gonna explain a few things....that is, what i
can make of them! if it's terribly messed up....well, it was
*c.d.* and Artemis!
Artemis and *c.d.*:Hey!
"It's lovely to see you, too, Miss Lestrade!" Moriarty
smiled sweetly and watched, amused, as Lestrade desperately tried to
restrain herself. She was fighting a losing battle there.
"You horrible, screwed up, zedding, lying, cheating, sick,
klepto-clonehead!! How could you say we where marr-errr..." Lestrade
trailed off, glancing back at Holmes.
His eyebrows were in danger of falling off his face.
"Married? Oh, James! How predictable! Your dream come true, eh?"
His lips twitched as he took his place near the fireplace. "But enough
of this! We've things to discuss! Lestrade's history, namely."
"I'm not saying anything while that creep is here." Lestrade
plunked onto the couch and glared at nothing in particular.
"You hardly believe that I'm going to leave, do you?"
Holmes sighed."Please, you two! Lestrade, you can revenge
yourself after! We have a limited amount of time here. And
really, James! Don't antagonize her! You, of all people, should know
"All right, now! Do you two think you can be civil for just a
little while? You may resume acting like children once this is all over."
Lestrade narrowed her eyes and Deidre stifled a giggle.
"Sherlock, I was NOT-"
"When I was a kid, my mother died in an 'accident'." Lestrade
interrupted Moriarty. Slowly and begrudgingly, she started her story.
"She worked for the military; she was a specialist. At the funeral a
man asked my father if we had received any letters from Mother before
she died. My father said no. We had just gotten a package in the mail
the day before."
"In the mail? Not by e-mail?" Holmes' eyes were closed and his
"No. By mail, covered in military stamps. I had thought that was
strange as well. She usually just sent e-mails.
"Once we got home, my father opened the package. In it was a
cheap holograph tube. It was just a short 'Hello!'. Once the message
was over, though, my father took off the top and in it was a scrap of
paper. On it were several names. My father told me to leave. He said
it wasn't any of my business. Two weeks later he died in a car accident.
Then I realized who those people were. They were the ones who had killed
Mom. I was sent to live in England with my uncle and aunt." Lestrade
stopped for a moment and choked back her tears. "Once I got here I
decided to...get revenge on my parent's murderers. My mother had taught
me all sorts of hacking skills. Taught me things that could put entire
countries in chaos, not that I had been going to use any of it. Anyways,
I set up my own little court. I destroyed their businesses, their
love lives, their homes, their homes' communication systems; I knew
everything about them and their families and friends. They all died.
"I know what you're thinking: I murdered them. No. I wouldn't
stoop to their level, not then, not ever! I simply interfered enough so
that serious injuries could occur. Now, the only one left is the
Dragon Lady. I joined her gang and slowly rose up through the ranks
until I was second in command. I had almost absolute power over the
entire Underground. Then I turned her and the gangs over to the Yard.
Only problem with that, was that she escaped. Now she wants revenge. Now
I'm in big trouble." Lestrade squeezed her eyes closed, trying to get
rid of those memories once again.
Deidre broke the silence. "Greyson doesn't know about this, does
he? That you're a murderer...dear God...."
Lestrade's eyes snapped open. "I am NOT a murderer! I was giving
them what they deserved! I never killed them!" She was yelling now.
"Shhh, Lestrade...it's all right, nobody thinks you're a
murderer," Holmes whispered.
"But I am! That's the problem!" Lestrade sobbed drily, "I am..."
Suddenly, as if from a completely different world, the window
shattered. Standing, grinning in the shards of glass, was the Dragon
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